I do not speak of war as if it were the only sacred way of settling things. I speak of war as they only plausible way to literally combat war itself. I speak of war as sometimes a necessary evil when faced with depredations and chaos.
I do not believe in your so-called "power" Kurobikari. Although you obviously have much influence and resources in this world, no passive man has that sort of control.
Do I turn a blind eye to any evidence of the Warlock Order's misdoings? Why do you suppose that it might seem like that. I do not have fickle loyalties, nor a fickle word of honor, Kurobikari. I pledged my allegiance to the Order because it is right. It has the keys with which to unlock the greatest age of the East. I want my family, my clan, to be a part of that age. I will not fight uselessly against something that is right to begin with.
And truly, Kurobikari, I would have thought you would not fall to using such exagerations to get a point across. There are rebellions because, obviously, a great many people had misled loyalties to the Mutiny Alliance or they are simply anarchists in the truest since--plain and simple. Such individuals can not better a nation, though. The Ghost Ship is the key to power within the East, and that is the truth. I am a man of study, as much as I am a man of war, Kurobikari, and it all leads back to the Ship. The Warlock Order is of the Ship, as much as these rabble scurrying before us like a swarm. Rebellion exists because of divided loyalties. But the Order is stronger and in the right. That is my belief, and I fight for them. Do not be fooled, Kurobikari, even the villains saw the power vested in this hallowed place. The ones pulling the strings of these misled puppets of rebels see it too. But the Warlock Order shall unlock its true potential.
I pledged myself and my clan to the Warlock Order of my own free will. Just as my father chose to attack the Mutiny Alliance of his own free will.
I have never seen such a free people before than those who were free by the hands of the MA. And as soon as the Order turned up, I have never seen such a gloominess before in my life. I ask you now, why that could be. As a denizen of this Ship who knows most of the others personally, I believe I am speaking for all of them when I say that the Order should just fuck off and leave this place, while the lot of you even have heads upon your heads.
You might speak for your rebel compatriots, Kurobikari, but you assume that they are the entirety of the Ship's denizens. Or even the Ship itself. But what ever.
Mandala, obviously you are a beginning warrior, because you lack the knowledge of the most powerful of weapons to use in battle. The most powerful soldier that fights is the one that nobody in the damn world knows about. No identity means nobody can trace them back to the Order. No legal existance means they are cannot be discovered, nor their ties to anyone else. No responsibility? Yes they are, but since they "don't exist", then the responsibility is done, but nobody holds it. It's as if a ghost had done it. Reckless? Yes. Dangerous? Only to the people who don't know who they are. No files means no possible means of doing anything to him. No record means he can do as he pleases and nobody can touch him because they don't know who the hell to go after. The ultimate soldier is not the one with the best skill. It is the one you cannot hit.
You do not even know my face, Mandala. I could be an assassin posing as this great person you think me, hired by the Order to kill you if you fuck up and become more of a burden than an assistance to the Order. So they would cut their losses and have me kill you at a moment's notice. But you don't know that, do you? Of course you don't. Would the Order tell you outright, "Yes in case you fuck things up, we've hired an assassin to kill you."? No, they wouldn't. Because you would naturally turn against them if they did. How do you know I'm really not one of the bigwhigs of the Order, posing as a rebel, to see how easily swayed you are? You don't. You don't know my face. You only know a name. And even if you did know my face, how do you know that I don't have some supernatural ability to change my appearance to any way I want to?
As for what I know, Kurobikari, I know enough to think for myself without being a paranoid wreck. We will see what kind of soldier I am when the time comes, won't we? Tell your rebel friends that they will know no peace until they either surrender or fall in futility before the Warlock Order. They might be puppets, but we, my family and I, are not. We will strike immediately. No more delays. So my advice is to watch out for the cross-fire.
Mandala Forsberg